Chapter 7

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Translator: MadScientist

Chapter: 7

Chapter Title: Yoon Seo-yeon

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As her skirt rode up higher, more of her plump ass and white panties came into view.

A thick, distinct slit was clearly visible between her firm cheeks.

It was a pose that made me want to nudge her panties aside and thrust right in.

But as I stared at her from behind...

Her ass was inching closer to me.

And finally, her ass touched my cock.

"Haah..."

The moment it made contact, a moan—not a scream—escaped her lips.

"Haahk... Mr. Kang In-ham... Just like my sister said, it reacts to my pussy too."

Was it Nurse Kim who'd talked about my cock?

She kept rubbing her ass against it.

I could feel the warm, damp sensation of her pussy through her panties.

"Haa... It's the first time I've seen a cock that reacts to every woman... Haaang..."

Feeling her firm ass and pussy pressing against me, my cock started to swell bigger.

Ha...

This nurse seduced me first, so is it okay to just fuck her?

Even if we consent, it could screw me over later.

As she ground against me with her ass, it grew wetter and wetter.

Pussy juice was leaking from her slit.

A stain had already formed on her panties.

Ah...

I'm going crazy.

I might just cum like this.

"Haa... I'm just tidying ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠up the bed... Haaang..."

Of course.

She'd prepared her excuse in advance.

Good thing I didn't pounce; I almost got fucked over.

I decided to just enjoy it like this.

Shlick! Shlick! Shlick!

Suddenly...

Her ass started moving faster.

Ugh...

Fuck...

I'm gonna...

I tried to hold out as long as I could, but it was impossible.

Against the slick feel of her pussy...

In the end...

Spurt... Spurt... Spurt...

I came.

My semen kept spurting onto the patient gown.

Ah...

So embarrassing...

At that moment,

"Oh dear. A call at a time like this. Sorry about that, Mr. In-ham."

She apologized while grabbing her things and hurried out.

Phew...

Maybe that's a good thing?

I quickly washed up and changed into a fresh patient gown.

But...

Yesterday with Nurse Kim, and this morning nurse too—they're spreading their legs way too easily.

They have zero wariness toward me.

After changing, I checked my status window.

But there were no changes to my stats.

Maybe because it wasn't creampie.

And I didn't pass out like yesterday. Weird.

As I sat on the bed checking my status...

She came rushing back in.

"Mr. In-ham... Haa... Let me help with your discharge papers... Haa..."

She was panting from running over.

Her ragged breaths sounded just like sexy moans.

"Just head to the desk now."

"Are my things there too?"

"Yes, we're holding them at the nurses' station. Going to pick them up now?"

"Yeah."

Even as she spoke, her eyes stayed glued to my cock.

"Then lead the way."

"Sure. This way."

She guided me with a reluctant look in her eyes.

I followed, staring at her ass.

She swayed her hips deliberately as she walked ahead.

Her short skirt teased glimpses of ass cheek—fucking sexy.

"Here you go."

"Okay."

At the desk, she pulled out my stuff.

Opening a small drawer revealed my clothes and a clear plastic bag.

Inside the bag: my wallet and phone.

"Here. Your belongings from admission."

I took them and checked.

"Your phone ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠was smashed in the accident, so you'll need a new one. And this..."

The nurse handed me a business card and a paper bag.

"What's this?"

"That card is from the person who hit you. They said to call when you're discharged, and they'll handle the rest of the compensation."

I took the card and bag.

"The paper bag has identical clothes and a new phone from them."

"Ah... Okay."

Peeking in the bag, I saw new clothes and a phone.

I checked the business card first.

Osung Group? Never heard of it.

But...

Hunter Management Division? What the hell?

No way it's hunters like I think, right?

"The hospital bill's already paid by her, so no worries."

"Okay."

The nurse kept calling her "that person," acting all cautious.

I checked the rest of the card.

Seoul address, Osung Tower?

She handed me some forms.

"Just sign here."

"Okay."

I checked and signed the papers, then took my stuff back to the room.

Changed into the new clothes right away.

They were identical to what I'd worn during the accident—perfect fit.

After changing, I checked myself in the bathroom mirror.

Damn.

Plain clothes make me look even uglier.

Guess I need to hit the gym and lose the gut.

Reincarnated at 20, but this body's a full beer belly uncle.

After a quick once-over, I emptied the bag.

Smashed phone.

Palm-sized wallet.

Memories of them wouldn't come.

Wallet had cards, ID, some cash.

Checked the ID first.

Hunter ID, not resident ID?

The moment I saw it, past memories flooded back.

Gates opening.

Hunters appearing.

All those events started resurfacing bit by bit.

Fuck!

This wasn't the Korea I knew—it was another Earth's Korea.

I stood there dazed for a while.

Where the hell did they reincarnate me?

I hurriedly ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠opened the gallery and posted an emergency consultation on the underworld site.

A moment later,

"Ahem... Ahem... You called?"

The Reaper appeared silently again.

"What the hell is this? This isn't the Korea I knew!"

"Hm... This is Korea. You clearly entered Korea as the country for reincarnation."

This fucker! That's not the point. Ha...

Even so, I said Korea.

I was too dumbfounded to speak.

"No... Korea means Republic of Korea."

"Strictly speaking, both Korea and Republic of Korea exist here. We reincarnated you in the Korea you inputted, as requested."

"Who knew other worlds existed? Warn a guy beforehand."

Ha... Shit.

I had nothing left to say.

"What am I supposed to do as an F-rank hunter in a world overflowing with them?"

I crossed my arms and glared at the Reaper.

"Ahem... That's up to you... Life's like that, right? Heh, heh, heh."

The Reaper chuckled like it was none of his business.

"Ha... Fine."

I kept sighing.

I instinctively knew arguing was pointless.

"Then convert my gold to cash. You can do that much, right?"

"Gold?"

"Gotta survive somehow."

The Reaper's eyebrow twitched.

Annoyed look.

"Not even that? It's not hard."

"Ahem... It's not impossible... Just complicated."

"What's complicated?"

"Transferring virtual items to reality..."

As he trailed off, I rubbed my forehead.

"Isn't that easy with inventory or sub-space?"

"Aha!"

He clapped like an ancient puzzle was solved.

"Right! I'll report that."

"Good. Handle it ASAP."

"Got it. Don't worry, I can do this quick."

The Reaper turned slyly.

"Then... May I go?"

"Yeah. Do it now."

"Alright, alright. See you."

The Reaper vanished giggling like a kid.

Fucking irritating, giggling while I'm pissed.

Not my Korea, but another world's.

Insane.

I turned on the phone.

Similar to my old smartphone?

Logo had the Osung mark.

Osung—Yoon Seo-yeon's group?

Booted up to a familiar home screen.

Almost identical.

I tapped the familiar YouTube icon.

What the hell.

These thumbnails...

I checked the videos quick.

My god.

No way...

Gender reversal world? Chastity reversal...?

Then...

The doctors and nurses drooling over my cock...

They really wanted to fuck me?

And the reactions to my smut post...

This means...

Not a bad reincarnation...

A jackpot one?

"Puhahaha, now I just shove my cock at women and sit back?"

Laughter burst out uncontrollably.

"What if... women walk around with nipples out? Puhahaha."

Just thinking made me laugh.

I calmed my excitement.

Wanted to shove it at women ASAP, but checks first.

Pulled up status window.

Inventory now under sub quests.

Checked it.

One slot for items.

Others ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠locked with padlocks.

Means they can unlock.

Confirmed: unlocks with rank ups.

Tried putting phone and wallet in.

Thought it, and they vanished into inventory.

Bottom of screen:

Exchange enabled, checked rate.

10,000:1

10k to 1? 1 gold = 10k won?

Test: 1 gold gone, cash +10k.

1,136 gold = 11.36 million won?

Earned that yesterday.

Month: 340 million?! Year: 4.09 billion!!!

Holy...

I'm rich now?

No, 1k from creampie—not daily.

Still, won't starve.

Wrapped up inventory check.

Scanned room for anything missed.

All good.

Stepped out of the hospital with fresh resolve.

The moment I passed the hospital's auto doors, outside air hit my nose.

First breath in this world—same as Earth's.

But the vibe of passing people was off.

I stood watching them, buzzing with thoughts, then pulled phone and card from inventory.

Hunter Management Division Head

Yoon Seo-yeon

The hit-and-run culprit.

Dialed her right away.

"Yes, Yoon Seo-yeon speaking."

A calm, clear voice answered.

"This is Kang In-ham. Hospital said to call."

Brief silence.

"Discharged?"

"Yes. Just left."

"Where are you?"

"Hospital front."

"Stay put. I'm coming."

Whoa...

Voice is fucking sexy.

Started formal, but got seductive.

Wonder if she's as hot in person.

Hung up, ogled passing women to kill time.

No nipples out, sadly.

Moments later,

A black sedan glided to a stop.

Rear window cracked down, revealing her face.

"Mr. Kang In-ham?"

I nodded and approached.

"Get in."

Top-tier sedan, door auto-opened.

In the back seat, she sat sexily.

But...

Fuck.

Her nipples are actually...